last night the roomies and i went movie-hopping! which is a first for me since i originally thought it was unfair and cheating the movie theater/industry out of its money – but then america re-elected george bush and the economy has gone off the deep end, so times have gotten 18x more desperate in terms of money-saving. original plan was to have a go at 3 movies, but due to bad timing (despite lauren’s handwritten copy of the movie theater’s schedule), we only made it to 2 (“the dark knight” and “mamma mia!”). it was quite thrilling in a dumb sort of way sneaking around, discreetly ordering more popcorn and dodging cameras. bad thing about this movie-hopping business is that unless you want to dole out $8 to get an order of crappy movie nachos, you don’t have much in terms of proper replacements for the meals you miss. but that didn’t stop me from devouring 1/2 a large bag of popcorn, 30 orange tic-tacs, a small bag of nacho cheese doritos, a large diet coke, 2 water bottles and a bag of fruit snacks (snuck in in lauren’s magic yellow backpack). after so much buttery movie popcorn, i swore a popcorn hiatus that lasted for a good four hours before i started snacking on the bag of stale popcorn at 4:30 am on my drive home.

LOVED the movies. both for obviously different reasons. “the dark knight” was amazing/thrilling/a rollercoaster, absolutely all the things a movie like that should be. i stayed up ’til 3 am the night before trying stubbornly to watch “batman begins” for the first time online as my internet repeatedly died (too stubborn to pay the $4 or whatever for blockbuster – again, the fault of the failing economy). “mamma mia!” was silly/fun/adorable, all the things a movie like that should be.

usually when i go to my orthodontist appointments i have the husband of the husband-and-wife team, but this last time i had the wife. she was wearing the tory burch flats i just got (in brown) and i watched her for a bit, imagining myself as her, and i think i could do it.

lauren, priya and i, after watching eating cheese pizza from costco (yum), watching reruns of “so you think you can dance”, having a dance party ourselves, and getting strawberry-banana and chocolate shakes from jack in the box, had a lovely life talk in her backyard with our feet in the pool under the three visible stars (cloudy night). it lasted until 2 am, when we heard drunk people come home from the bars with their cars blasting music and drunken “whooO!”s. we talked about, among other things: nature of life, life on other planets, our lives, growing up, etc. etc. it was quite wonderful and very magical, especially since lauren’s backyard houses things like owls, bats and other things that you can’t quite distinguish in the dark.

purchases:

tory burch reva flats – black leather with gold hardware.  i know they blew up like 2 years ago, and i was one of those who thought it silly for tory burch to receive the cfda award for accessory designer of the year for a pair of plain black leather flats with a “signature gold ornament” on it.  but i tried them on today and i almost understand – they are super-comfortable!  a flashback to wearing the rigid black flats (the only not-heels black shoes i had) i wore during the super bowl where i was on my feet working for 20+ hours straight was enough to be the final incentive.  i think they look classic and simple enough to stand the test of time, no?  $69.99, originally $195.00

lucky brand shorts – cuffed, faded-blue-and-white-engineer-striped.  super-comfy.  $9.99, originally $58.00

juicy couture printed gauze scarf – $28.97, originally $85.00

two solid long-sleeved shirts – one a brighter mauve, one a darker electric blue  $5.97 each.
reviewing my purchases does one of two things, depending on my guilt levels at the time:

1.  makes a solid case as for why i would purchase it in the first place
2.  makes me feel shittier about all this stuff i’m buying with money i don’t have.  while i’m young?  and can do it without it affecting my hungry children/husband?

in other news, one hundred years of solitude has all but taken over my life.  i very much enjoy it!  it’s marvelous, scandalous and fabulous.

priya’s birthday is tuesday, so we are heading down tomorrow to pass the weekend until her monday-night power hour!  soo excited, i think she’s going to do the 4th avenue run that induced me to vomiting in my hands.  it will also be my “final sanitation”, after monday’s wine flush. (i am an absolutely horrible person.  a very much momentous event in my life has occurred though i would much rather not have it documented anywhere but in my own and my closest friends’ memories.  i would just like to note it here for me to refer to it later for whatever reason.)

i had my yearly routine physical + “women’s wellness exam” this past week.  the doctor was very worried about, among other things (…), the bruises on my legs that i got from falling all over myself while drunk.  “oh, i’m just really clumsy!”  and “yeah, i bruise really easily.”  horrible, i hate my life.

my laptop being dropped three disastrous times this summer has caused it to not detect my cdrom drive anymore, sweetcakes.  (priya is really into using “-cakes” as the new “it” suffix, ha.)

now i gots to packkk and cleannn!!!!

peace outtttt,

steph

i finished the nanny diaries and the ending was subpar. i think the thing that rode me through the whole book is my easily provoked tendency to be crazy-indignant and -angry for people in sucky situations, and as the book is ridden with those, it kept me entertained. but by the end, i realized that i don’t think i identify much with the nanny protagonist at all, besides our shared hatred for her idiot boss. very much like the devil wears prada (the book, not movie), it was just this really big build-up to a very disappointing moment when you realize that she will never grow a pair of cajones big enough.

so i understand that the original version of “lolli lolli (pop that body)” contains a sample of the “halloween” movie theme song, but newer, official versions have changed it because of copyright issues. so which version do phx radio stations play, especially, it seems, at night when i’m driving by myself? that’s right, the original version. what would inspire you to use the song from a movie classic that signaled when the psycho-killer, unbeknown to the rest of the characters in the scene, quietly and secretly rises from his stalker position, or also when he is silently chopping someone up?

i have developed a slight addiction (aka watching the first three seasons in one week) to the show “weeds”. i really like it! a good mix of comedy, drama, etc., but dark enough to match my ever-jading (? as in, “becoming jaded”) outlook on life.

yesterday my sister tried to start feng shui-ing our house using the two books priya’s mom/family got me for my birthday. we started in our living room by moving shizz around. my question is: is feng shui supposed to be uglier? let’s hope the positive energy staying in our house will counteract the lesser aesthetic nature and practicality of the new arrangement.

i am starting to read one hundred years of solitude by the legendary gabriel garcía márquez. i kind of feel like a failure of a spanish major because i haven’t read one of his novels yet (just a book of short stories), and rory was kind enough to lend me a copy so here i go! the first pages have already intrigued me.

in this one post, i managed to touch on these areas of pop culture: chick lit, a hip hop song, a subscription cable tv series, an ancient chinese practice and the work of a nobel-prize-winning author. huh.

p.s. yankees suck.

i am 21!

my power hour culminated in me throwing up in own my hands five steps away from the bathroom in the buffet, the most gloriful of tucson’s dive bars.